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Winema's backstory defiantly isn't the worst one might have heard of before, but that defiantly doesn't make it the best. So let's start at the very beginning, shall we? The she-cat was born to a widowed mother about 18 moons ago. So a... hmm? you're wondering why her mother was widowed aren't you? Alright I'll explain, I hope you don't mind me taking more time though. So her mother was deeply in love with a tom, a loner just like herself. The two hadn't known each other for long, but they knew that they were ready for kits.
Only two moons before the birth of Winema, one late night when her parents were asleep in a tree, some foxes came into the area. The area that they stayed in was almost always free from any dangers such as foxes or badgers, so the two were surprised after being awoken by a pair of foxes beneath the tree. Her mother, being pregnant was unable to help her mate fight them off due to danger, stayed in the tree while her mate leaped down to fight them off. However, he had never been trained to fight and due to this he was too slow compared to the foxes. The foxes quickly killed him, leaving nothing but an empty pelt. What her mother did next, Winema has no idea. Her mother never told her, most likely due to the pain it would have caused her to have to relive it. Though somehow, her mother managed to run out of the area free from the danger of the foxes and of hurting her unborn child.
Her mother made it to an area quite close by to the camp of the warrior cats and there gave birth to Winema. I know what you're wondering, Winema is such a strange name, why would her mother name her that? Well her mate's ancestors used to live near a tribe of native americans, and the chief had the name of Winema. The stories of the tribe and the chief were passed throughout his family, and he used to tell her mother them. Her mother, having had great interest in these stories decided to name her child after the chief.
About ten moons later, I know quite a time skip but everything in between this time was quite ordinary and un worth telling you about. Anyways, her mother went out hunting late one night, leaving Winema in a tree for the night. Though morning came and Winema found that her mother had never returned. She repeatedly searched the area for weeks until she finally let herself believe that her mother had died. To this day she still has no idea what happened to her mother and it still saddens her.
Since it is the only thing left to remember her mother by, Winema is extremely protective over the tree that her mother had left her in the last night that she saw her. She cares not that it is rather close to the clan's camp or about the danger that that fact brings her. The only thing that she cares about is protecting and keeping her last memory of her mother.
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The first thing that one would notice when meeting Winema is her intense shyness. Having been raised by just her mother and having had no siblings, she isn't very used to other cats and because of this, is extremely shy around them. This has also caused her to have trust issues, knowing no one and having never even met a cat other than her mother it's rather hard for her to trust others. Though shyness and trust issues aren't all that there is to her. She's also very kind, she'd never hurt a fly even if she had to. For this reason, she doesn't hunt, instead she lets the clan cats do that for her. She'll spy on those hunting, and when they aren't looking she goes into the clearing and snatches their kills. She hates doing this to the cats, but she could never kill an innocent bird or squirrel or rabbit. She does have many other traits to her personality, they are just all rather small things that are unworth telling, besides, wouldn't you like to find out a bit about her by yourself?
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Arsenicpaw defiantly had a rather nice past compared to the backstories of other cats. There were no graphic slaughters of family members or being left without anyone, alone and afraid, like most others. His backstory is kind of like a sweet short story with just a slightly unhappy ending. So let's start at the beginning, alright?
He was born into a litter of 5, with three sisters and one brother, to his mother and father, who were both still alive for many moons after the birth. He and his siblings were born into the clan unlike some other cats who started as loners or kitty pets. For about five moons the family lived normally and happily, Arsenicpaw playing with his siblings and them all getting to know others from the clan and learning about the clan and the area around it from their parents. Then, when he was six moons old, Arsenicpaw's father passed away due to an unknown reason. He had never been too close with his father so it didn't bother him much.
One day, about a moon after his father's death, Arsenicpaw's mother and his siblings, as well as himself, went out into the forest to go hunting. Along the way they found themselves in the kittypet's territory, though none of them were too afraid. Instead of running away, they explored the area. His family decided that they wanted to live the life of kittypets. They had always kind of enjoyed the thought of getting to live life carefree, without having to fight and hunt to survive. Though, Arsenicpaw was unfond of the idea, so he decided to stay back in the clan while the rest of his family went to find a new home.
For the first few moons, he went to visit them, until he found that their family had moved with them. He simply accepted the fact, unsaddened by it. He knew that they were happy and alive so that was all that mattered to him. Now he just lives in camp, without a family but with enough friends to make up for it. Yeah I know pretty short but I told you, he doesn't have much to his backstory.
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Arsenicpaw is rather charming, though he's never understood why, he never specifically tries to act so, he just does without noticing. Though he isn't complaining, he tends to like the attention, it can just get to be a bit much at times. Though he has more to him than just his charm. He's also very bold and out-going, if he wants to say or do something he is going to do it and hardly anyone can convince him to do otherwise. He knows just about everyone in camp, even if they don't know him, he tends to know things that many wouldn't expect him to. He is generally a very risk-taking cat, always going head into danger without a second thought. Though he'd never do something he knew wouldn't end well. He's typically curious, that is if there is something that he doesn't know. He is sometimes nurturing, but not always. He usually trusts others easily, but there are a few cats that he doesn't trust.
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name: Spicepaw
age: 9 moons
gender: female
rank: apprentice
personality: curious, observant,
altruistic, shy,
ambitious, optimistic, clumsy
crush: maybe later
mate: nope
fur: orange
eyes: light brown
build: petite, fluffy
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---------------------------------------------------------------Name: Archerfur
---------------------------------------------------------------Age: 24 moons
---------------------------------------------------------------Gender: tom
---------------------------------------------------------------Rank: warrior
---------------------------------------------------------------Personality: humorous, relaxed, tolerant
---------------------------------------------------------------proud, high-spirited, sympathetic
---------------------------------------------------------------disobedient, gullible, paranoid
---------------------------------------------------------------Crush: maybe later...
